Married Ex-fiancé's Uncle Novels & Stories

"Yes, I am sure she must have confessed it to you at some point. We only have her now and I wanted to do anything to make her happy. When we lost ourselves with Jayden's grief, we didn't realise we were losing Jayda as well. I wanted her forgiveness. I want my old Jayda back. And only you could help me. When I came here in the morning, I heard a rumour that you got married. I truly prayed to God to make it untrue. I was about to visit you," Before he could say anything further, I said, "Uncle, it's true that I am married. And my wife is waiting for me on the balcony. I am sorry, Uncle. I never felt anything for her that way. I have already explained this to her, but she won't listen. But now

explained Zed. "The house is big, your friend could have a room at my house." said the uncle "I thought about it, but I couldn't make this commitment without your agreement." said Zed The woman did not intervene in the speech. She just glared at Zed. He was embarrassed by it. "My wife told me that you introduced your fiancée to her and that she lost her grandmother." said the uncle "Yes uncle, that is correct." said Zed "My condolences then." said the uncle

“If her ex-fiancé could get engaged to someone else immediately after their break up, then it shouldn’t be a crime for her do the same.” Jason’s anger reached a boiling point. “It’s a fucking crime because she’s doing it with my uncle!” He snapped. “Our family name will be dragged to the mud!” “I agree,” Richard interjected, his voice tight with annoyance. “Asher, why would you jeopardize our family’s reputation for a nobody? Mother wouldn’t be too happy—” “And why wouldn’t I be happy?” A feminine, gravelly voice suddenly echoed from the staircase. All eyes turned towards the stairs as none other than the celebrant herself, Ophelia Wayne, slowly but gracefully descended the stairs.

Xena. I gasped for breath, my legs still aching from the last round. Yet Dante stood over me like this was nothing but probably another of his one night stands. The bed was wet beneath me, wet from my juices. I stared at the ceiling for a while, the memories of his cock inside of me played over and over again. "Are you alright?” He asked, buttoning up his shirt. "I can't believe," I said slowly, still not looking at him, "that I just slept with my ex-husband's uncle."

I shook my head in refusal, trying my very best to dispel the thoughts and assumptions that the man I had a one-night stand with after my divorce, the man who had brought me back home, was actually related to my ex-husband and, even worse, his uncle. I laughed like a maniac, my fingers running through each strand of my hair as I kept my gaze locked on the plaque. I was now married to my own ex-husband's uncle? No… that didn't make any sense. It was just all in my head, right? I tried my best to keep my head intact, to keep my thoughts straight, but I just couldn't convince myself that this was all my imagination. It was real. I had signed a marriage contract with my ex-husband's uncle, and e

Martins grumbled watching them leave. “ Let me guess, is that your husband?” “ No ! That's Martin's,my ex-husband's uncle” I replied. “ Ex husband?” “ We are no longer married,I mean I forgot about the divorce but I eventually remembered…Luke and I aren't married” I frowned. “ Then his uncle likes you,What a great twist and a funny triangle as well” Richard laughed. “ Shut up…Martins don't like me ,We just have this love and hate kind of friendship,We have known each other before I got married to Luke, Yeah so it's nothing like that…”

The attorney says stiffly. A couple of hours later we are in a plush office in Boston and a man who has the same blond curls as Ambrose and looks much like an older, more wealthy version of my man is walking in. He walks right up to Ambrose. “I am sorry, that I have not met you until now, I was not permitted the opportunity. I am a very private man since my divorce and work solely out of my home, so rarely go out in public, but have inquired about you often. I am your Uncle Marcel, this he reaches behind him is my partner, Ted. My ex-wife let us keep the children, and I would love to introduce you to your cousins later. You can stay with us tonight!” I am surprised by his congeniality.

At least those two were dressed presentably. Must be a PA thing, "Uncle, this is Aira Brian. my wife as you apparently already know. We got married last night," "So you could have the inheritance," his uncle stated looking Aira up and down then raised an eyebrow. Yes old geezer, i’m still in my sleeping clothes. Deal with it… "No, Because we love each other and want to spend the rest of our lives together."Vincent corrected as if his uncle just stated their wedding date wrong not accused him of falcifying his marriage.

Your role is to oversee the progress of the companies and reap the rewards of their profitability. My dear niece, always remember that if your ex-husband sees you in the news, he may realize his mistake and attempt to reconcile. Do not allow him back into your life. Instead, find yourself a partner who is worthy of you and can provide you with the happiness you deserve. Farewell. With love, Uncle Victor.”

Waiting for his judgment, his disbelief, his fury—anything but the heavy silence that fell between them. Her uncle blinked, disbelief written across every wrinkle of his weathered face. Then came the only word he could utter, heavy with confusion and a sense of surrealism. “So… what you’re telling me is… you’re now married. And your husband is the brother of your ex-fiancé?” Raellyn nodded once. “Yes, Uncle.” Her uncle blinked at her as if he hadn't heard correctly. His mouth parted, but no words came. For a long moment, he simply stared, as though the very foundation of his understanding had been shaken.